So on Wednesday I saw that the mountains looked really nice, and so did the sky during sunset. Why is that? The gross inversion that envelops the city every year. Let’s admit it. It looks pretty but it’s a killer. Since I couldn’t leave campus after 5PM due to work, I snagged my camera and took pictures of the mountain ranges to the west and to the south. I’m glad I did. I found out that I wasn’t the only one wanting to take pictures- a few other people were doing it, too!
You know the whole nature vs. nurture thing? I wonder about it sometimes. In a post from about two weeks ago, when I talk about swimming, I said I was “born to be a water girl.” Honestly, I love the stuff. It’s still a goal to swim in a lake and a river. But that’s a tangent. Do I love the water so much because I grew up in two states that was surrounded by water on at least three sides? Was it because I was on the swim team for a bit and grew to love that? It was likely caused by my environment, not who I am.
What does this have to do with anything, you ask? Well, I ask because I’m also a traveler. I love to travel, and I get restless if I sit in one place too long without a change of scenery. I can only change my scenery so much without a car. In this situation, my desire to travel was caused by my dad. He took the family places all the times. Canada, Mexico, Japan, the Bahamas, a ton of states. Lots of national parks. And road trips. Those are a blast. I’ve been traveling since I was a few months old. Now that I’m in college, I don’t get to do it often. Poor college kid and all.
There’s something refreshing about hopping in a car and traveling somewhere you’ve never been. The view outside of the car changes. You blast music- or, in my family’s case, Dad picks something to listen to and moves it up to the front of the car so the kids can blast their music with headphones in. You talk and laugh and maybe have a hard time hearing what’s being said at the front, and then there’s a lot of yelling. You have a map to know where you’re going, but maybe something looks interesting so you go there for a bit. Hello, 18-something’s town. Then you lose cell service and if you don’t have a map, you better hope the one driving wants to stop for directions instead of driving aimlessly.
But that’s life, right?
I talked with a friend last night, and we got onto the topic of traveling. I think we both agreed a road trip is a cool thing. I don’t actually remember, because I’m running on 4 1/2 hours of sleep and quite a few things have slipped my mind, despite my attention to details. I just remember I said road trips are cool. I recall saying something about how I wanted to road trip somewhere I had never been, to somewhere radically different from where I’d grown up, and take pictures of everything. Document the journey.
I’ve grown up in suburbia. I can tell you I’ve seen a lot of concrete and a heck of a lot of water and desert. To me, anything with more than a few trees is green. When my family went on a cross country road trip last year, I stared out the windows a good portion of the trip because there were trees everywhere. We joked, “What is this green stuff at the side of the road?” Then we were up north and there were all those fields, I found it interesting. For a bit. Then I became tired of seeing corn. But plants! Green! Not neon lights and metal and concrete!
Of course, my friend laughed when I said certain places were green to me. He grew up in a place where there was green everywhere. The concept of someplace really green is foreign to me. Maybe, one day, when I have a car and money and can road trip, I’ll visit green places like his hometown. I’ll visit places with forests and rivers. I won’t do urban landscape, oh no. I can do natural landscapes. I’ve told one of my closest friends that we should do a road trip. It’s been a topic half of my friends have been going on about during summer. We keep thinking, “You know what? A road trip would be way fun.” We have different destinations in mind, though. One wants to go to San Diego. Another wants to go to another place in California. I want to go northwest- so Washington, Oregon, Idaho. (“Spokane’s a nice place,” is what my close friend said when I mentioned Washington.) I’d also like to go to the East Coast, but that’s more for history interests. Plus, I’ve been to the East Coast a lot. I want to spend a bit more time exploring the West Coast.
This ties in with something else my friend and I had talked about. Dreams. He had a lot of really cool dreams, but “none of them will come true.” That’s better than me, I told him. I didn’t really have dreams. Then it occurred to me that no, I do have a dream. A dream that’ll likely never come true because it’s 1) expensive and 2) kind of an all-or-nothing thing.
That dream is to travel the world and take photographs of all of the gorgeous places that exist on our planet.
I love photography. I’d love to be able to do something with it. But if it doesn’t work out, what do I do? Go back to being a linguistics major with no idea what to do with her life? Admittedly, I can probably get to traveling by being an ESL teacher. People want ESL teachers, right? Plus, if I improve my Japanese and learn Chinese and Korean, I can be a translator in those countries. Companies love multi-lingual people, right?
That’s probably the one dream I’ve had for a while, with slight changes. I just wanted to travel the world when I was little. Now, I want to travel the world, see the amazing sights, take photos of those amazing sights. Walk, bike, ride a train, bus, or taxis. I miss trains. That’s how I got around in Japan. Good memories. Also one of the only vehicles I can fall asleep in. Taste the food. Soak in the culture. Explore. Get lost. Go on adventures.
I think the pictures of objects look better than the pictures with the human subjects. Except for the one on the left where my friend is jumped for the volleyball. That one looks awesome.
Two posters I made for my club. I wanted it to be cooler looking, but once again, no experience. That’s a problem.
There are other extracurricular activities besides volunteer work. Sports, the fine arts, Model UNs (which my friends loved), student governments, clubs, competitions, sororities, fraternities… There are so many things that someone can get involved in. Another value that extracurricular activities have is teaching students new skills they may not already possess. It can awake a passion that the person may not even have known existed and opens up new areas to explore. It helps develops certain personality traits, certain skills, and certain behaviors that make people better human beings.
1. A wise and trusted counselor or teacher
2. An influential senior sponsor or supporter
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3. to act as a mentor
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4. to act as a mentor to
TOPIC: What makes a mentor helpful? How have you served as a mentor?
Recently, I updated my facebook photos to include all the photos of food I’ve made. I tend to bake a lot, but as you all know, I can cook as well. I’ve got a few comments saying, “You should make a business with food!” or “I wish my daughter will learn to cook like you one day!” (That last one came from a friend’s mother who’s known me since I was a kid. It made me giggle.)
And it got me thinking. I’m not too spectacular with food. Everyone who reads my blogs knows that all my recipes (save two) are from other blogs or books. I don’t have the time to experiment. Maybe I will, with this new vegetarian diet. Finding ways to adapt meat recipes so that there’s vegetables instead of meat. Generally, I don’t stray too far from a given recipe. I’m afraid of screwing up and there goes some money that I used to get those ingredients. I can’t make a business with food. I’m a very ‘by-the-book’ cook. I can’t stray unless it’s for frosting or cake flavor, or something very easy and superficial. I can’t make things from scratch!
But no one ever tells me, “You should open a business with crochet/knit.” Okay, maybe a few. But they’re unicorns, trust me. Like cooking, I’m afraid of straying far from a pattern. My first attempt was an amigurumi of a character from an anime called Umineko no Naku Koro Ni. That turned out a little lopsided.
Then, it was a keyhole scarf for charity. I messed up a little on the keyhole, but it worked. I didn’t try any free-handing for another year before deciding to mimic a blanket a relative of my dad’s made. It doesn’t look exact, but looks nice in its own way. Now I’m free-handing amigurumi and blankets and such.
I thought about what makes these two passions of mine so different. Why couldn’t I make up a recipe from scratch, but I can make up my own amigurumi pattern and accept it? I attribute it to time. I haven’t been cooking long. I really only started in August 2012, when I had two choices: make the long trek up to the cafeteria every single day or cook for myself. Cooking suddenly seemed really appealing, and it eventually developed into something I like doing. But I can’t come up with my own recipe because I haven’t been doing it long enough to feel comfortable with the foundation. On the other hand, I’ve been knitting since I was 12 and crocheting since about 14. I got my foundation and I’m ready to build up.
Persevere. Whenever something seems difficult, keep at it. You will become comfortable with it soon, then own it and do whatever you want with it. That’s how life works. Build your foundation, then build up. Be content in your own abilities, but work to improve on your base. That’s what artists do. That’s what musicians do. That’s what writers do. Everyone builds up their hobbies that’ll eventually become passions. Encouragement from close friends and family helps, but ultimately, it’s on what you decide to do over time. Do you continue or stop? Learn, learn, learn. Life is a learning experience.
I’ve been way busy with homework recently, but in the midst of things, I’ve found time to start on some new projects. I think it’s more interesting to work on several projects at once than to do one project and finish, then do another and finish, and so on. It keeps me entertained. Admittedly, I haven’t been working on the projects much… It’s just a stitch here or there, in between screen pages loading and copying down notes. But I’ve got four very nice projects going on.
I came home to Vegas on the 15th. I had a friend from college stay at my house for the first five days of winter break, and she wanted to go see the Bellagio fountain. So we went to eat at Mon Ami Gabi across the street and got to see the Bellagio fountain that way. Three times. It was pretty cool! But I’d honestly forgotten how bright Vegas is.
The HSAC decided to throw a Halloween party (it’s not Halloween, but whatever floats their boat). There was a pie eating contest and a costume contest. I won third place as Belle. I’m embarrassed to admit that I forgot bits of that songs despite it being from my favorite Disney movie, but I remembered about 95%, so that works. Second place was Schrodinger’s Cat, and first place was Neo. The Neo guy was pretty cool. Stayed in character the whole time. One of the guys in the building dressed up as Slenderman. I honestly wanted to give this guy a high-five.
I think I’m missing the scare factor of Slenderman.
One of the girls who attended the party carved the direwolf of House Stark into a pumpkin. It was awesome and woke up the inner Game of Thrones fangirl in me. House Stark is my house, guys!
I consider this a milestone for myself. After months of being unable to take requests, I’m back to doing it. This time around, I have to ask them to pay me a little, because I can’t keep buying yarn for projects then realize I’m slowly killing my wallet. It won’t be ridiculously expensive, but reasonably priced, depending on the item they want made. I’m fine with crochet or knitting, so it’s all good!
My best friend, Brittany, wants a normal scarf with a fox head on one end and a tail on the other. That could cost her a little bit, simply because of the head and tail. >.w< That’s why this makes sense to me. XD
But yes. o3o I’m excited to going back to doing requests. Woooo~ I feel good